TWO thrushes met upon an April day, And sang a simple song of love and glee: . . . "And I am I, dear heart, and you are she Whose tender note beguiled me on my way!" They did not heed that all the sky was gray, And not a neighbor leaf on any tree -- Two thrushes met upon an April day, And sang a simple song of love and glee. They did not miss the brightness of the May, Or long the Summer's lavish wealth to see. "April," he chirped, "is fair enough for me, And when you sing, lo, Spring is on the way" -- Two thrushes met upon an April day, And sang a simple song of love and glee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE DEATH OF MR. WILLIAM HERVEY by ABRAHAM COWLEY HYSTERIA by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE HOUSE OF HOSPITALITIES by THOMAS HARDY THE DRUM by JOHN SCOTT (1730-1783) THE COMING OF LOVE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT CHEF PERNOLLET by BERTON BRALEY GLIMPSES OF ITALY: 2. THE CLOISTER GARDEN AT CERTOSA by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |